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We are not above the charity of God
We sing and we cry to You
So we stand in line with the poor and the blind
We sing and we cry to You
Our mouths are full
But our souls are starved for You
We are all the same
Hoping we have come
O great mystery
Finding home in me
These words will never be enough
O great mystery
Taking hold of me
Join the music of the rescued ones
Wake up, wake up, oh, my soul
Wake up to find that I am loved
Wake up, wake up,
join the music of the rescued ones...